Whispers
Ever since i was a child
Whispers were spoken in the wild
Secrets kept
People crept
A fairytale life
Without any strife
Stories told
But not by the bold
A whisper was a game
A game that doesn't lead to fame
A quiet giggle
With excitement the bodies wiggle
Sneaking around
Hoping to never be found
At 3 in the morning
When there was time before dawning
The whispers in the house
Were quieter then a mouse
As we snuck down the hall
Accidentally kicking a ball
Going into the kitchen
To see what sugar we had in
The room was dark
The light from the fridge was stark
That was until someone flicked on the light switch
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23.11.2020
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Poetry of a Blind Girl
PoetryThis a complete collection of the poetry which I have written over my lifetime. I hope that you enjoy them!
